OMG! I’m such a jerkface!
I just realized it’s been almost a month since my last blog post and I didn’t even write it! I am le slacker.
Okay, I’m back. And I promise to be better. I have actually written about 4 blogs, or started, just haven’t posted. I’ll work to finish them.
Anyway, we’ve been busy here at Chateau Wiener Dog. We’ve had family in and out of town, Boogie was dedicated at church and it’s going to be 115 degrees here in Phoenix. Good times.
We also purchased a fancy schmancy new camera just in time for the dedication.
If you aren’t familiar with what a dedication is, let me bust some knowledge on you. It’s basically a baptism only for Christians. Consider it a baptism Lite!
It was a great time. My parents were here and of course they showered that little girl with gifts and love. We always have fun with my parents.
So we go to 10:30am service with the families (except Rutherford who had to stay back and make more food because I’m not sure what part of him saying “You’re not making enough, that’s not going to be enough food, and I’ve done this a million times and I’m absolutely positive that you are not making enough food..” that I seem to not understand.)
The actual dedication was at 12. This is PERFECT timing because it’s after church which is usually when we feed the munchkin and the put her down for a nap…so she’s in the best mood when I’m trying to get her to sit still and be quiet for an extra hour.
When it was finally time to go up and have our little story and prayer done.
It was very sweet but here’s the kicker. Boogie has the worlds best timing. Seriously. When she was a wee little baby, every time I would walk into Scottsdale (affectionately known as “Snottsdale”) Fashion Square, this kid would crap all over her, me, the stroller and anyone in a 5 foot radius.
And if you know anything about the Scottsdale area, you know that it is NOT known as “family friendly.” So just try to find a family bathroom, wipes, a hose, anything! I dare you.
So there we are, all cute and family like on stage, in the spotlight and I feel it.
She started to pee on me. Down my hands, down her legs, the front of my dress. Luckily, she had her woobie with her which, as you can see, I shoved under her butt and added a little extra on to the prayer. “Lord bless my child and please don’t let me look down to see the front of my dress covered in her pee. Amen,”
We finished up and I darted off stage to get her changed just in time to miss the ending and most important part of the prayer, the parents prayer.
The rest of the day went much better…after nap time.
Anyone out there have an embarrassing story about your kids? Let me know in the comments. It will make me feel better.